Ah, yes…2013 is upon us like the flabby
and unwanted ‘beer baby’ obtained after a few too many holiday Tecates you smuggled
across the border while on that ‘Mexican thrill ride’ fall vacation. Indeed, as
we celebrate twelve new months of…well, whatever, it’s hard not to feel hope,
promise, success and….fear?
Just like th...Wait, what? |
I’m not a fan or maker of resolutions,
but if I were to wish upon a New Year’s star my aspirations would probably seem
more like basic living requirements instead of dreams of celebrity and healthier
choices. At the top of my list: a job.
I, like many of my academic comrades,
will graduate in the spring. When the classes finish and a degree finds its way
into my palms that sweat in tense anticipation, I am released unto to the world
and will attempt to navigate my way out of the supernovae of jobless graduates
and young post-students who aren’t even remotely working in their field. It’s a
scary prospect, so is it weird that I feel so excited about it?
Hence, by virtue of this post, my happy,
new fear. Happy because I plan on
enjoying life after university, and fear because
I’d rather not also end up making a living by re-selling outdated couch covers
at above market price from my parents basement. Today, more university
graduates have been unable to find a job/ a job in their field than ever before. Apparently
because everyone gets degrees nowadays. And a whole bunch of people who were
laid off during something called ‘the recession’ are also trying to find a job.
Super.
So…What’s my plan? I’ve got
extra-curriculars, volunteer hours, an internship, work experience….but is it
enough? Seeing as the job market currently operates on internal postings and
something called nepotism , perhaps I
should revisit my strategy and lower the bar (just a bit?). See, this would all
be easier if I could just shape shift into my virtual Sim.
Enjoying the flowers of employment. |
But sexy Sim Aaron only exists in my
brain and not on my resume, so it’s time to buck up and face the reality that
good professional jobs are hard to come by and seem to take a combination of
luck and good fortune to obtain. As I try my dandiest to be an exception, I can’t
help but feel my condolences for the other new grads that (unlike me) will be
flung into the market with overwhelming debts and pressure to perform. Is this
really how we want to treat our young ‘leaders of tomorrow’? Never mind
changing the world; we’re still worried about paying next month’s rent.
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